Qiong Hao was, naturally, utterly frustrated. He had tried to speak twice, only to be interrupted by the stoic-faced girl each time. It had given him a bit of a psychological complex; he felt that if he didn't show his true skill now and fight this stoic face properly, he would definitely suffer greatly.
"Don't be too ar..." Qiong Hao hurriedly dodged a vine thrown by the little stoic. A chilling aura suddenly erupted from his body, and he yelled in exasperation, "Damn... ah!"
A water spirit hit him square in the chest, sent by the little stoic, and he stumbled back several steps, his hair disheveled as he shook his head, his eyes filled with resentment.
"Fire Bat!" Qiong Hao suddenly ripped open his upper garment, revealing his frail chest and abdomen covered in strange, fiery-red demonic patterns. His two shoulder blades protruded slightly, and his face was flushed red.
Qiao Mu, however, wanted to see what kind of monstrosity he would transform into, so she simply stopped her attack, calmly waiting for him to transform. In a moment, two bloody bat wings abruptly appeared on Qiong Hao's back, as if his skin had been sliced open by blades.
This is a fusion of the evil beast Fire Bat's ability? Qiao Mu coldly glanced at him, then looked down at the vine-entangled ground, a hint of a cold smile playing on her lips.
Faster than words could describe, the vines on the ground instantly retracted, each one seemingly alive, rapidly sweeping towards Qiong Hao's feet. Qiong Hao flapped his two bat wings, triumphantly flying into the air, shouting from mid-air, "Stupid girl, there's a path to heaven you don't take, a path to hell..."
"Ah!" He suddenly felt a massive force pulling at his feet. Looking down, a dozen vines instantly shot up, rapidly wrapping around his legs. This irresistible pulling force came from those very vines. Damn it, could these wood spirits actually be alive?!
Qiong Hao raised his eyes in annoyance, and the black great saber in his hand swung down at the vines around his feet without hesitation. "Bang!"
With one chop, his great saber was actually bounced back, and the hand gripping the hilt felt a slight numbness. His mind went blank, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes. This... how is this possible? These are just vines, for crying out loud! How can a spiritual weapon not cut through them?
As his mind raced with questions, all the vines on the ground climbed up, rustling and wrapping around Qiong Hao, forming a gigantic cocoon that sealed him completely.
At this point, everyone on the field watched with extremely serious expressions. The Saint Child was particularly shocked. He had seen the little stoic make a move several times, but each time, she had taken a shortcut, directly summoning a powerful battle beast to confront her opponent, instantly killing them in minutes. Although everyone was wary of her in their hearts, they always felt her cultivation was only mediocre... They believed this stoic face could only protect her weak self because of the powerful beasts around her.
However, now, the Saint Child's opinion had completely changed. Terrifying! This girl's wood spirit seemed to be endlessly released, still emerging in layers upon layers.
Qiong Hao was seen inside the giant wood vine cocoon, his expression horrified, as he desperately hacked away with his great saber. His face was somewhat contorted. The space within the wood vine cocoon wasn't small, allowing Qiong Hao to hover in mid-air and flap his bat wings behind him.